Chapter 1161: Waiting for you to fall into the net
The next day, at the north gate of Jijing, the moon and stars are scarce. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Inside the city gate, nearly 10,000 heavily armed Han troops stood like silent terracotta warriors, and the flames of revenge burned in their eyes.
They have been tossed to the point of mental breakdown by the Wei army's sleepless harassment tactics, and today they are finally going to let out a bad breath, even if they are exhausted, how can they not ignite their blood.
Zhang Fei immediately crossed his spear, standing proudly in front of the doorway, staring at the closed city gate with a pair of eyes, and a fierce murderous intent circulating on his black face.
A moment later, the horse's hoofs sounded, and Pegasus came.
He reined in front of Zhang Fei and asked solemnly: "General Che Cai, if you lose today's battle, Jicheng will be in danger, have you really thought clearly about going to battle?" ”
"Nonsense, if you don't kill the pottery thief tonight, how can Lao Tzu swallow this evil breath!" Zhang Fei replied rudely and confidently.
After that, Zhang Fei stared at Fu Zhu again and asked, "It's not enough to rely on me, I'll ask you, can your plan of deception succeed?" ”
Frustrated and hesitant, Fang said: "To tell the truth, I am not absolutely sure, after all, the pottery thief is extremely deceitful, and it is possible to see through my deception, but judging from his letter reply, he has indeed been tricked, and at this moment, his army is likely to have been transferred to Ximen." ”
Although he did not guarantee the ticket, his words still revealed a little confidence in his own resourcefulness.
"Since that's the case, then I'll take your plan as successful, you guard the capital, and I'll go." Zhang Fei said, Zhang Ba snake spear raised, shouted the order to open the city gate, put down the drawbridge.
With the sound of squeaking, the closed north gate of Jicheng slowly opened, the suspension bridge was slowly lowered, and the road leading to the outside of the city was unimpeded.
"The sons and daughters of Great Wei, go out of the city with Lao Tzu, kill Wei Dog with a river of blood, and let out a fierce breath of bird's breath-" Zhang Fei let out a thunderous roar, pulled his horse and spear, and went out of the city gate first.
The nearly 10,000 Han troops had already held back their grievances, roared in unison, and followed Zhang Fei out of the city gate and killed the Wei army in the north.
Seeing Zhang Fei lead the surprise army to leave, he turned on his horse and went straight to the West Gate.
There, 5,000 soldiers were already in battle, and arrows like the eyes of death were aimed at the outside of the city shrouded in night.
Fu Zhu was ready, just waiting for the Wei army to be deceived into approaching the city gate, and then he gave an order, and arrows rained down, shooting the Wei army by surprise.
"Hu'er, Hu'er, for my father, I will use a big victory today to comfort your soul in the sky, you should watch it carefully." Frustrated secretly clenched his fists, the flames of revenge burning wildly in his eyes.
Time passed minute by minute, estimating that the time was almost up, he took a light breath, waved his hand and shouted: "The time has come, light the wolf smoke!" ”
The order was passed down, and on the head of the West Gate City, the three-pillar wolf smoke horn rose into the sky, and everything in the four fields was clearly visible.
That was his signal to the potters that he was ready to "surrender".
"The net has been cast, pottery thief, I'll wait for you to enter the net, ah......" Frustrated Yu stroked his beard, and the corners of his mouth raised a grim smile.
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Outside the North Gate.
Under the cover of night, 10,000 Han soldiers marched quietly in the darkness with their horses wrapped in their hooves.
Zhang Fei dragged the Zhangba snake spear in his hand, pinched the horse's belly, and walked forward briskly, staring at Wei Ying, who was getting clearer and clearer in front of him, with a pair of ringed eyes.
In this battle, he dispatched the most elite 7,000 infantry troops, as well as the 3,000 iron cavalry left to him by Liu Bei, which can be said to be the elite and determined to win.
He wanted to use this 10,000 elites to break through the northern camp of the Wei army and turn the world upside down, even if he couldn't repel the siege of the Wei army in one fell swoop, he would take advantage of this great victory to kill the arrogance of the potters and boost the morale of his own army.
"Big brother is the destiny of heaven, I believe that the strategy of frustration will be successful, and it will definitely be ......" Zhang Fei secretly prayed in his heart.
Ahead, the outline of the Wei camp had become clearer, and Zhang Fei ordered the soldiers to slow down and approach the Wei camp as quietly as possible.
After more than three hundred steps, Zhang Fei stopped.
He condensed his eyes and carefully looked at the brightly lit northern camp of the Wei army, and could vaguely see the soldiers on duty at the camp gate, as well as the patrolmen.
As much as possible, the Wei army was also on alert at night, but it was obviously not as close to the enemy's position, which meant that the strategy of the frustrated man was very likely to succeed, and perhaps most of the Wei troops in the northern camp had been transferred to the front line of the West Gate at this moment, waiting for the frustration to "surrender".
"The pottery thief really fell for it, the eldest brother is really destiny, haha-" Zhang Fei laughed excitedly, and the smug expression on his black face could no longer be hidden.
Without a trace of hesitation, his waist straightened, the snake spear in his hand was raised towards Wei Ying, and he roared and shouted angrily: "The warriors of the Han Dynasty, follow Lao Tzu into the Wei camp, kill them all over the world, blood flows like a river, kill me-"
Zhang Fei swept out like a black hurricane.
Behind him, 10,000 Han troops also rushed out like the tide of the embankment, carrying the earth-shattering sound of killing, and rushed towards the Wei camp.
The enemy army raided, and the Wei camp obviously did not have much preparation, and the Han guards along the front line of the camp suddenly panicked, and the sound of gongs and warnings rang out.
Wei Ying's panicked picture strengthened Zhang Fei's belief even more, and he shouted: "Brothers, Wei Gou is really defenseless, kill Lao Tzu—"
"Kill—"
"Kill—"
The earth-shattering roar shattered the silence of the night, and the 10,000 Han troops were like beasts that had been locked in a cage for a long time, eager to vent the anger accumulated in their hearts with a bloody killing.
The tide of soldiers surging up, about to crash into the Wei camp in the blink of an eye.
Tom tom!
At the last moment, in the originally panicked Wei camp, the earth-shattering war drums suddenly sounded, overshadowing the shouts and killing of the Han army.
The first line of the camp wall, where there were not many figures in sight, suddenly five or six thousand Wei troops climbed up from the ground, and one by one crossbow arrows aimed at the rushing Han army.
Rainstorm Repeater!
Wei Jun was prepared for a long time.
Zhang Fei changed color in shock, the fierce confidence on his face suddenly shattered, and the soldiers who rushed to the ground also looked shocked.
Six thousand crossbowmen, holding the rainstorm crossbow with ten arrows and ten rounds, looked at the Han army fiercely like a ghost soldier seeking his life.
That look is like looking at a prey that has been caught in a net.
In the Wei camp, a horse galloped out of the darkness and reached the front line of the camp wall, it was Luo Shixin.
Looking at the Han soldiers rushing outside, Luo Shixin exclaimed in surprise: "Oh, how can Your Majesty's head be so smart, how did he know that the enemy would come to attack at night, why didn't I expect it, it seems that I am really a fool." ”
Those Wei soldiers on the left and right, looking at their generals, scolded themselves for being fools like this, they couldn't help but want to laugh, but they didn't dare, they could only hold back.
After Luo Shixin damaged himself, he raised his iron spear and shouted: "Your Majesty said that this rainstorm crossbow is so powerful, I want to see how powerful it is, and quickly release the arrow for me!" ”
Woo woo woo -
The sound of the horn of the arrow rose into the sky, shaking the eardrums of every Wei crossbowman.
The six thousand long-awaited crossbowmen, without saying a word, immediately pulled their moots and fired a salvo.
Woo woo woo -
The sound of the wind roared suddenly, and in an instant, 60,000 sharp arrows buzzed out, forming a dense network of light like a blade wall, and pushed towards the oncoming enemy.
At this time, the Han army outside the camp had rushed to a distance of forty paces, and it was impossible to dodge at all.
And because they were going to attack the main attack, they didn't carry enough big shields, and they couldn't resist this overwhelming network of arrows at all.
You can only carry it hard!
In an instant, arrows rained down and roared.
Puff puff puff -
Under the overwhelming rain of arrows, the screams, the sound of flesh and bones, and the buzzing of sharp arrows made a big noise for a while, and the Han soldiers who were caught off guard were swept to the ground in pieces, and the flying blood mist instantly dyed the sky overhead crimson.
As soon as the rain went down with a crossbow, under such a dense blow, Zhang Fei's 10,000 soldiers and horses lost more than 1,500 people.
The blow came too hastily, and the soldiers who rushed to the front fell to the ground with arrows, blocking the way forward, while the soldiers who followed behind did not see the state of the front clearly, and still rushed forward without a head, but were blocked by the corpses in front.
Under a series of pushes, the Han soldiers and soldiers crowded together, and in a blink of an eye, they became a mess and fell into panic and helplessness.
"Wow, what kind of crossbow is this, it's so powerful, I'm scared to death!" Luo Shixin, who was watching the battle, shouted in fright from the rainstorm and crossbows.
He was stupid, and the potter had asked him to take these thousands of crossbowmen to garrison in Beiying, telling him that the Han army might attack and tell him to shoot wildly with repeaters when the time came.
At that time, Luo Shixin was stupid to say how great a broken crossbow could be, but he didn't expect that this "broken crossbow" could be so strong that it shocked him, a second fool who was not afraid of heaven and earth.
If you change to another general, you will naturally ask the crossbow to shoot indiscriminately, and when you shoot the enemy, you can easily clean up the battlefield.
Luo Shixin is a fool.
He saw that the enemy was shot down in pieces, and the bloody scene hooked him to kill, and before the second round of crossbow fire was launched, he shouted: "Open the camp gate for me, I will kill all these turtle sons, and kill me—"
As the main general, he passed down the order, and the soldiers dared not obey, and the door of the camp was opened wide when they heard it.
The Ross rode their horses and swung their spears, slamming them out like a raging wind, and swooping down on the chaotic enemy army.
The more than 20,000 Wei soldiers in the camp were also like hungry and thirsty beasts, screaming and killing out of the camp, like a frenzy across the embankment, rolling towards the enemy army overwhelmingly.
In the chaotic army, Zhang Fei was already shocked.
He originally thought that the strategy of frustration had deceived the potters, and at this moment the potters' army should be gathered on the front line of the West Gate, even if there were still soldiers and horses left in the north camp, they should not be on guard.
He never thought that the pottery chamber would see through the frustration and deceit, and set up a rainstorm and crossbow in the north camp in advance, waiting for him to send it to the door to find death.
"How can my plan be seen through by the pottery thief, eldest brother, he is the destiny of heaven, the destiny of heaven-" Zhang Fei was full of grief and anger in his heart.
Just when he was angry, the crossbow shooting had stopped, the Wei camp burst open, and the Wei army rode like a wave.
The battle flag with the word "Luo" flew like the wind, leading the Wei army towards his panicked subordinates, rolling and killing.
Zhang Fei panicked.